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Free Diving: Coral Cove

On a low viz day, unfortunately.  Still counts!

Three Coins from Guy Davenport

I love Guy Davenport's fine collection of critical essays: The Geography of the Imagination.  He had such a breadth and depth of knowledge, literary and humane, that he was able to bring to bear at a moment's notice, or so it feels, time and again.  Many of the essays began as lectures, composed while Davenport walked from his house to the university.  I wish I'd been in more than a few of those classes.

Here, I just want to share three quotations plucked almost at random from that fine book.

"Translation involves two languages; the translator is in constant danger of inventing a third that lies between, a treacherous nonexistent language suggested by the original and not recognized by the language into which the original is being transposed."

--from "Another Odyssey"


"Plutarch in the first structuralist study of myth, Isis and Osiris, demonstrates that there is no one way of telling the tales of the tribe. A myth is a pattern, not a script."

-- from "That Faire Field of Enna"



"Sir Walter Scott, out hunting and with some good lines suddenly in his head, brought down a crow, whittled a pen from a feather, and wrote the poem on his jacket in crow's blood."

--from "Finding"

Tony Hoagland's "Field Guide"

FIELD GUIDE


Once, in the cool blue middle of a lake,
up to my neck in the most precious element of all,


I found a pale-gray, curled-upwards pigeon feather
floating on the tension of the water


at the very instant when a dragonfly, 
like a blue-green iridescent bobby pin,


hovered over it, then lit, then rested.
That's all.


I mention this in the same way
that I fold the corner of a page


in certain library books,
so the the next reader will know


where to look for the good parts.

--Tony Hoagland,
Unincorporated Persons in the Late Honda Dynasty,
Graywolf Press: Minneapolis, MN, 2010.


This book was a gift from my friend Meredith, and I appreciate the giving and the given.